This is a non-commercial fanfiction inspired by My Hero Academia and other fictional universes. I do not own any official franchises. All rights belong to their creators. Astra is an original character. Support is voluntary and for creative encouragement only.
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Astra was having a perfectly normal day. She had just finished eating with her family when, suddenly, she found herself face-to-face with a being she knew all too well.
"Did I die again?" she asked, confused, staring at the one who had reincarnated her.
"No, dear. Look, the U.A. is about to begin, and our beloved constellations want this story to be multiversal. So, I've decided to let them choose."
"Them?" Astra looked around, but saw no one. All she could see were clouds covering an eclipse, reflected in the solid water beneath her. Despite being water, it felt firm beneath her feet, mirroring everything below like a perfect copy of the world around her.
"Yes, them, dear. Don't worry, you can stay here and watch some anime while they decide whether you'll travel now or later."
Then, the Writer looked up at the air, as if staring beyond—piercing through multiple layers of reality—Astra reaching the monkey control room, dodging the FBI watching you, and landing right in front of you.
His gaze seemed distant but locked, as if he could see you—even if you weren't physically there, he was still looking directly at you.
And then, the Writer began to type on his computer.
Suddenly, a screen popped up in front of you with a message:
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Choose, dear Constellation. Your decision will alter the course of the story:
A - Astra transmigrates now.
B - Astra transmigrates later.
Warning: Depending on your choice, some worlds may vanish. If Astra doesn't travel now, she may become too powerful for these worlds on her next trip. So choose wisely.
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"And are we going to have to wait long for the decision from these supposed constellations?" Astra asked, still intrigued.
The Real One answered calmly:
"No, they'll have seven days to decide. Though for you, it'll only feel like a few hours."
Then, a bit hesitant, he added:
"Also… some people might be able to vote earlier through a special page where they can support me with donations. Though, I haven't created it yet."
Astra looked at him, puzzled.
"A special page? Donations? I thought you could just summon money and be rich."
The Real One pouted and looked away.
"I wish I could summon money, girl. My wallet's emptier than kid Naruto's. That's why when the constellations can donate, I'll be super grateful… though it's kinda embarrassing to ask. It's not mandatory or anything, just support. Support, girl."
Astra looked at him, not fully understanding, but before she could ask more, the Real One spoke again:
"Don't worry, I'm writing this in Chapter Ten. It's not happening before your current moment in the story. I just hope the constellations decide if you're taking the fast path or the slow one."
"Chapter?" Astra frowned. She didn't like what that implied, and the Writer confirmed her suspicions seconds later.
"Yeah, I'm writing your life for the bored constellations to read. But don't worry, you're real. I'm just narrating what's happening—though this part is your future."
"My future?" She didn't get it, tilting her head like an owl.
"Exactly. Right now, in the part I'm writing, you just adopted two women. I still don't know what happens next, but we're getting close to the start of U.A..."
Astra looked at him like he was insane.
"Who the hell would read my story? It's super boring. I'm just a pink girl who likes sweets and has Majin Buu's nerfed powers..." Astra said, stretching out on the couch, head propped on one palm and the other hand scratching her chest as she stared at the Writer.
"No, actually, a lot of people read it. More than I ever expected…" he replied, typing on his laptop, casually invested.
Astra suddenly appeared behind him, forming from a piece of meat she had dropped earlier. She glanced at the computer screen and saw a bunch of titles with descriptions:
Danmachi: The Outcast
Monument of Webnovel
Danmachi: Frieren's Eternal Journey
Naruto: Reborn as Daimyo
I am an Axolotl Faunus
Halo: Magnus of Mundus
One Piece: Octagram
Yoruichi in the Ninja World
Badass Women Template
"Whoa… and what are these?"
"These are different universes where your story also continues. Many are further ahead, though I'm not planning to share them yet. Some I post alongside your story, and others are being rewritten."
"Wait, rewritten? Does that mean you deleted those universes and plan to start them over?"
Astra was terrified. Even if she didn't believe everything he said, she knew that if she were rewritten, she wouldn't be the same. And she didn't want that.
It reminded her of The Amazing World of Gumball, where everyone was going to be erased when the show ended—that's why the movie happened. And from what little she understood, it seemed like she had even fewer rights than Gumball.
Sensing her thoughts, the Real One spoke:
"Nah, don't worry. You're not getting rewritten. You're too loved for that, and I plan to follow your story all the way to the end."
Astra glanced at the many universes on the computer screen and asked:
"What about those universes? What happened to them?"
The Real One looked at her and replied:
"Most of the ones you see here never even started, or they're on pause waiting for a continuation;
"Monument of Webnovel" is basically a graveyard of abandoned stories, and I know exactly why that happened.
"Danmachi: Frieren's Eternal Journey" was the first crossover I ever wanted to write, but I was a rookie, and it didn't last long.
"Naruto: Reborn as Daimyo" I paused due to health issues, and by the time I came back, I had forgotten most of it. I recently started a rewrite.
"One Piece: Octagram" was one of my first ideas, but I never started it—just have sketches of the six OCs and their Devil Fruits."
He then looked at the last three stories with a particular fondness.
"Danmachi: The Outcast" : was a story I really loved. I had big plans for it. I paused it because of personal issues. I tried picking it back up, but I realized my core idea—a song that would reveal the ending—wasn't viable due to copyright stuff. It bummed me out because I couldn't do that classic 'it was all planned from the start' moment. So I decided to rewrite it from a different angle. Merlin is still having his adventures—I just need to write them.
"I am an Axolotl Faunus": is a RWBY fanfic where a martial arts nut gets reincarnated as an axolotl Faunus. He travels the multiverse doing all kinds of crazy things only a maniac can pull off. I love that world. I've got over 14 chapters outlined, and it's one of the few universes where I'm fully up to date with the main timeline—no talking to the future like I do with you."
"Halo: Magnus of Mundus": is a love-hate relationship. It's got the same number of chapters as the previous one, but I haven't touched it in months. Why? The Halo universe has way too much lore, and honestly, most fanfics in it don't make sense. It's there for when I feel like going back."
"Badass Women Template" is a world where the protagonist reincarnates into Nano Machine as Cheon Won Ryou—the protagonist's sister. She's reborn after the events of the canon, where she loses an arm and the succession war. She has to grow stronger before her clan gets dissolved and her brother—with one of the most OP tools in fiction—tries to kill her. It's a pretty intense world."
"And lastly, "Yoruichi in the Ninja World" is a story I plan to see through to the end. I've already finished its first arc—just like I have with yours. In fact, they wrap up at almost the same time. I made that reality to dump all my wildest theories into one of my favorite anime settings..."
With all that, Astra finally understood that the so-called Writer didn't write stories just for fun—he did it because he loved it… and because the constellations loved it too. And even though she was real, to them she wasn't. She was just a story breaking the fourth wall, unaware that he knew they were watching.
So, shyly, she turned her gaze toward you. Her tail swayed with embarrassment, and she raised her arms to wave softly.
"Hi, everyone. Thanks, I guess, for following my story and letting me exist. It's kind of weird to say, but… take care, be happy, and smile. I hope you have a wonderful day."
Then she turned back to the Real One, covering her face in embarrassment, feeling a little crazy for talking to thin air.
But that quickly shifted to interest as she remembered how cool those other stories sounded. Astra looked at the Real One with eyes full of light:
"So… my story's about how a gorgeous woman becomes the greatest antihero and fights evil, right?" she asked, eyes sparkling with excitement.
The Real started sweating as he slowly closed his laptop, where the screen still showed:
"Miyako looked surprised at the shadow looming over her, while Astra watched from above with pride..."
"Astra Reia gazed at the burning city around her. Everything was on fire, yet among the flames, giant sweets blossomed. Laughing like a child, she jumped between melted candies and cotton clouds falling from the sky, her laughter blending with the echoes of chaos."
"Yes, yes... dear Astra. It's an epic story," said the Real, avoiding her gaze.
Happy, Astra began spinning around, dancing as if she were floating, her tail waving in rhythm with her excitement.
Meanwhile, the Real looked up at the constellations and, with a conspiratorial smile, put a finger to his lips.
—Shhh... The tags stay between us, dear constellations —he whispered, winking at them.
Astra suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, and looked at him with curiosity.
—Which world will you send me to if the multiverse travel option wins?
The Real froze. He hadn't thought about it. He scratched his head, looked away, and remained silent for a few seconds, mumbling to himself. Finally, with a resigned expression, he replied:
—Let me see...
A few minutes passed. Then he closed his eyes, sighed, and said with a carefree smile:
—Well... YOLO! Let them choose.
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Choose Astra's next world:
(These are low to mid-level worlds, with only one high-level. In the future, she will travel to much more powerful realities, so if these are lost, there might not be a second chance.)
Available options:
A – The God of High School [Arc 1: The Encounter with the Gods] [Manhwa Version]
E– Kengan Ashura [Sandroverse]
I– Demon Slayer
O– High School DxD
U– Tower of God
Warning: If you don't choose now, the world might not be available on the next trip.
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Astra's eyes widened as she saw the options floating before her like glowing display cases hanging in the night sky. Each one blinked with a different letter, vibrating as if alive, waiting to be touched.
—Oooh! How exciting! —she said, jumping to try to catch the letter "O," but it floated away with a mischievous buzz.
The Real smiled from his corner, while the stars twinkled faintly, as if whispering among themselves.
—Don't try to catch them, Astra. It's not your choice... yet. —He winked at her and then looked straight at "the fourth wall"—. It's theirs. The viewers. The constellations.
Astra crossed her arms, puffing out her cheeks in annoyance.
—Hmpf! Always them. When do I get to choose?
—When it's your turn —the Real replied quietly.
The laptop screen lit up again on its own. The letters blinked, seeking attention. And at the bottom, a new message began to type itself, as if an invisible hand was writing from beyond:
Voting has begun. The constellations must decide.
[A, E, I, O, U]
You have seven days... or until Astra forgets. Whichever comes first.
Astra pouted as she watched the letter "O" slowly drift out of reach.
Then, an idea sparked in her mind. She turned to you with a bright smile and a charming look, as if begging for a favor.
—Come on, dear constellation... Choose "O"! I want to touch some gravity-defying breasts! Can you imagine if you don't pick DxD and then you never see me groping Akeno, or doing other things...?
PLOP!
The Real gave her a sharp tap on the head and sighed wearily.
—Stop trying to manipulate the constellations! They're wise. They won't be swayed by a pair of boobs and ecchi scenes that, hopefully, I won't even write.
Astra stood up immediately, raising her voice:
—Don't listen to him, constellations! He's lying! He's censoring me! I swear you'll have fun if you send me to DxD!
—Don't promise what you won't deliver. I've never written an 18+ scene, so you'll be disappointed —the Real shot back, rolling his eyes.
Astra looked at him suspiciously and squinted.
—Wait... does that mean... you watch when I do it? Because you have to write it?
The Real smiled, looking away, and said:
"...It's professionalism. Pure and simple."
Before Astra could argue further, a black line appeared over her mouth, sealing it as if someone had applied a magical script censor. She could no longer make a sound.
"Well... I await your vote, constellations. See you in a week."
In the background, Astra could only hiss sharply in frustration, a vein throbbing on her forehead as steam started to rise from her body.
—Chaos!! —she barely managed to whisper, breaking the magical silence.
[END OF CHAPTER]
People, I decided that I will skip the futa part, I just don't have much time, let alone to write only one part R18, but in the future I will upload it, it will be like a memory of Astra or Miyako, and it will show, but I got stuck with that chapter or more than 3 weeks, and I don't want to make it longer, therefore, this chapter is uploaded in advance.